[img]http://666kb.com/i/anuy85pexubh7qpg6.jpg[/img] [font=arial][color=#474545]As evening fell, a maiden stood At the edge of a wood. In her hands lay the reins Of a stallion. And ne'er I'd seen a girl as fair, Heard a gentler voice anywhere, Whispered, "Alas..." She belonged to another - Another forever. Yes, she belonged to the Twilight and mist.[/font][/color]